Sign in to the NBA stadium and create an invincible striker

Chapter 269

At the beginning of the third quarter, Su Yi noticed that his teammates were already tired.

Frankly speaking, the biggest problem with the Chinese men's basketball team is their physical fitness. In the previous games against the United States, Spain and Lithuania, they all collapsed in the third quarter without exception.

However, Su Yi still noticed Sun Yue's movement from the corner of his eye, and when he used the screen to get to the free throw line, Su Yi instinctively passed the basketball over.

However, just before Sun Yue lifted the ball to his chest, a dark shadow flashed by.

It's Kobe.

At that time, Su Yi had an ominous premonition, and sure enough, Kobe hit Sun Yue's chest with his own 21cm small hand, and took out the basketball.

Then, Curry launched a fast break, and just three seconds later, a small licking basket scored two points.

"Dude, you still don't have a chance this time." Kobe smiled half-smile, and raised his brows frivolously.

Su Yi swallowed a mouthful of saliva and did not speak. Although he admired Lao Ke's training attitude, he hated the way this guy spoke at the moment.

What Su Yi thought about was how to break the current deadlock.

After all, Kobe was Sun Yue's teammate on the Lakers, and Sun Yue often served as a sparring coach for Kobe, so he was all too familiar with Sun Yue.

Bryant's wrist Su Yi still knows, he is good at penetrating the opponent's weaknesses, so the difficulty of connecting with Sun Yue now can be imagined.

There was no time to think about it, Yao Ming was good at Chandler, and the latter held up Yao Ming's left calf on the inside - the location where Yao Ming's injury was located.

despicable guy!
Su Yi has insight into all this, this guy can't take advantage of Yao Ming alone, he can only play dirty.

After making two cross steps, Su Yi passed the ball in the gap between Curry and Kobe, and Dayao faced the double team and squeezed out a little position almost purely by brute force.

It's a pity that the shot under this twist jumps out of the basket.

The US team handled the ball this time around Curry, while Kobe Bryant was already stuck in Sun Yue's position and asked for the ball from elementary school students.

Su Yi kept adjusting his footsteps to help defend, but Curry shot two steps away from the three-point line.

Hit again.

The referee raises the three-point valid gesture.

The ball was thrown suddenly, and Su Yi didn't have time to interfere, and blamed himself a little, mainly because he didn't expect Curry to ignore Kobe's request for the ball.

silence.

The live broadcast room of Huaguo Sports Channel fell silent.

Li Cunjiang requested a suspension.

"Cheer up! You're done with them, don't think they are awesome just because the opponent is the US team!" Li Cunjiang, with a northeastern accent, kept tapping on the tactical board.

No one spoke, and Su Yi was thinking.

Because there is no point in the team that can score steadily, every time I dribble the ball, it will inevitably lead to two people being double-teamed.

The other players' feel is obviously not in the state.

When Li Cunjiang turned towards Su Yi, his tone was obviously softened, and he patted Su Yi on the shoulder, "There was no problem just now, try to find opportunities, I really can't hold the ball and do it myself."

Su Yi pursed his lips and nodded. He knew what Director Li meant. He needed to show momentum at the moment, but if he wanted to one-on-one against the US team's defense line, even the pinnacle Jordan would not dare to say that he could do it.

So he needs a helper now.

"Who else has the physical strength, come to a man who is hardworking!" Li Cunjiang shouted towards the bench.

A tall man of 2 meters or more did not speak, and stood up silently.

Big Zhi!

Su Yi's eyes flashed.

He's the oldest on the team, more experienced in this situation than everyone else.

However, Yao Ming was also restricted. This was the defense of the U.S. team. Su Yi didn't know what kind of skills Da Zhi could play.

"I'll come." Da Zhi's tone was indifferent.

"Alright, I'll take a rest first, and I'll fight them in the fourth quarter!" Yao Ming had an inexplicable trust in Da Zhi.

I don't know why, when Da Zhi walked onto the court, Su Yi could clearly feel an indescribable confidence in the eyes of the players.

Perhaps this is the strength of the old players.

Lao Zhu and Sun Yue clenched their fists fiercely.

"One, two, three, come on!"

Under the leadership of Su Yidi, there was a very penetrating cry on the bench of the Chinese men's basketball team.

This sound penetrated the hustle and bustle of Istanbul Stadium, almost giving people a feeling of piercing the sky.

After returning to the court, the U.S. team went on a full-court press.

Curry and Kobe were double-teamed. Su Yi originally wanted to pass the ball, but at the moment he just wanted to fight with these two guys and collapsed his strength to control the ball to the frontcourt.

But the inside line was packed with members of the Dream Team.

At this time, Wang Zhizhi ran beyond the three-point line, and Su Yi passed the ball without thinking.

The Dream Team players ignored the big man who was floating beyond the [-]-point line, and then Da Zhi didn't jump and threw a soft [-]-pointer.

Su Yi's eyes widened, the trajectory of the ball's shot...
very similar!

I don't know why, but at this time, seeing Da Zhi's vacant position makes him feel particularly secure.

Swish!
Got it!

Dazhi hammered his chest, Su Yi raised his clenched fist arm like Dazhi.

The audience broke out again in a roaring cry.

Chandler faced the United Arab, a low back hit.

Looking back, the joint defense of Kobe and Curry prevented Su Yi from finding room for breakthroughs.

Once again, Su Yiyi noticed Dazhi from the three-point line to the inside line.

Ground pass.

After receiving the basketball, Da Zhi rushed to the basket, facing the fierce Chandler and slammed into Wang Zhizhi fiercely.

Just when everyone thought that a bloody collision was about to happen, Da Zhi smeared oil on the soles of his feet, turned around with a gorgeous back and swayed past Chandler, and made a layup.

This posture is simply a low-profile version of Olajuwon.

Su Yi finally breathed a sigh of relief, because Dayao would be back in a while.

With someone to share the offensive pressure, Su Yi himself can shoot more easily.

After all, the U.S. team has the upper hand. All Su Yi can do is to strangle Curry as much as possible. However, there are not many ways for UAE and Dazhi to face the Dream Team’s inside line on the defensive end.

61: 68!

At the end of the third quarter, Su Yi made 8 of 4 shots in this quarter, scored 8 points, and provided 4 assists.

In other words, the 19 points scored by the Chinese team in this quarter are all related to Su Yi.

The Chinese team has not been widened by the US team from beginning to end!

What Su Yi didn't know was that the squares of various big cities were now in a state of mad celebration.

Fans feel that it is already a victory to be like this with the US team, and they dare to ask for more.

Regardless of the outcome, tonight's soldiers have become heroes in the hearts of fans.

Su Yi's physical fitness has also declined. He has never felt such a great intensity of the game, and he needs to take responsibility on both ends of the offense and defense. .

In addition, Lao Ke is not a clean guy, and often plays hard with Su Yi when the referee can't see it.

This further increased Su Yi's anger.

It is not easy to defeat the strong by the weak, but Su Yi has never doubted it.

Like last year's "58 Seconds" for the Wildcats.

Su Yi clenched his fists fiercely, and his chest heaved violently. He told himself, no matter what, he must persevere and play the last game well.

At this moment, a crisp voice came, it was the system!

"Ding!"

"Sign-in to the Istanbul Stadium final venue was successful!"

"A new mission has been released"

This task is a bet, Su Yi can be said to bet on his basketball career in the national team.

Of course, what he didn't know was that God quietly put on the No. 6 jersey for himself, a glorious moment that shocked the world, and was preparing to come.

At his retirement ceremony after a lapse of many years, a reporter once asked himself why he worked so hard about the original Istanbul moment?

Su Yi's answer is very simple, because he wants to win.

(End of this chapter)